Chapter 96: Seeking Protection Fees from Jesus
Chapter 96: Seeking Protection Fees from Jesus
Edward was wearing a white pastor's robe, holding a Bible in his hand, with a stiff smile on his face. He stared at his blue eyes and asked in surprise, "Mr. Yin, are you sure all 30 of our friends will enroll in the church school?"
Yin Zhaotang sat on a plastic bench in the toy room, legs wide open, wearing a black suit, patting a deflated ball in his hand. He said with an embarrassed expression, "Pastor, I know it's a bit difficult, but they are all good kids in the underworld. At most, they idle around every day, pick up girls, race cars, and sell scalped tickets. They have never done bad things like selling drugs, robbing, killing, or setting fires."
"Great Lord, can you save them?"
Rong Jiahui, wearing a princess dress and pigtails, was chasing and playing with the children in the children's home.
With Zhou Huimin helping to take care of the children, Jiahui was dressed much cuter and it was obvious that she had a very happy few days.
Women always pay more attention to details when raising children than men.
At this time, Zhou Huimin was giving music lessons to the children in the classroom. Piano music and chorus sounds floated in the corridor.
"What does Brother Tang mean?"
"Didn't you say there was something important to do?"
Thirty brothers from the club, wearing T-shirts, with tattoos on their arms and shoulders, were standing in the activity square of the Children's Home, talking in a buzzing manner.
Someone couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes and walked around. The narrow open space was immediately filled with smoke.
"Brother King said that if you do a good job, you can get a job."
"Pick, what does it mean to come to church?"
One of the brothers was well-informed and said proudly, "Brother Tang is going to send us back to school and cover our tuition and living expenses."
"impossible!"
"Brother Tang wants to collect protection money from Jesus!"
The younger brothers expressed their opinions, and finally reached a consensus that the boss came to the church to collect money.
"Brother Tang is really brave!"
"Some people have long said that the priests of the church are very rich, but no one in the underworld dares to plant a flag in the church. Today, Brother Tang dares to do it. He is the best in the underworld!"
"Pick, that priest is whining, why don't you pay?"
The younger brothers thought that the boss was talking, so they all stepped forward, crossed their arms, looked fierce, and stared at the pastor in the toy room, trying to hold up the scene for the boss.
Today, you have to pay Jesus’ money whether you want to or not!
Pastor Edward curled his lips, finding the situation very tricky.
"Mr. Yin, God saves people in many ways. Have you ever heard of the parable of "God saves the drowning man"? During the great flood, a village was submerged by the flood."
Seeing that the pastor was addicted to preaching, Yin Zhaotang looked helpless. He politely listened to a short story and then asked, "Pastor, do you mean that Jesus has already come?"
"Maybe!"
"Mr. Yin, persuade them to turn back from their mistakes. They don't have to find a place to study, they can also find a job."
"Or you can go to other schools. In theory, church schools only accept believers, and they have to pray in the theology classes every day, so they may not be suitable for them."
The priest gave a suggestion.
"Alas, what a pity. They may not be able to sing hymns or pray, but they can help you watch the scene and chop people!" Yin Zhaotang felt a little regretful and said to the priest, "I always heard people say that Jesus liked to chop people, but I didn't expect that he would retire."
"It's just a rumor, Mr. Yin." Edward smiled reluctantly.
"How can I explain this to Guan Gong?"
Yin Zhaotang grinned and cursed in his heart: "Why is there no Guandi School in Hong Kong Island? Damn, the business of the Second Master is not comprehensive enough."
Pastor Edward vaguely heard a few words and asked curiously, "Mr. Yin, whose business is this?"
"fine."
"Thank you, Pastor, for the letter of guarantee for my brother. I will think of a way to help him with his studies."
The thirty brothers selected were all between the ages of fourteen and sixteen, and were still in the legal education stage of Hong Kong Island. It was not difficult to find a school to study in, it was just a matter of spending a little more money.
Yin Zhaotang wanted to send them to church schools, first of all because church schools have good teaching conditions. Most of the top traditional schools in Hong Kong Island are church schools.
Early Western missionaries cultivated believers through education, laying a solid foundation early on.
Church schools have always been a focus in the Hong Kong government’s education funding list.
It’s just that the “welfare class” is quite special and the teachers are not as good as those in professional schools for the hearing impaired.
The pastor breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had gotten rid of a big trouble, and stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yin."
"Pastor, I should be the one feeling sorry." Yin Zhaotang said politely, ending the topic. He threw the ball in his hand to Jiahui and started playing a passing game in the toy room.
On the left hand, a few people including Egg Tart were not used to the occasion of the Children's Home and were wandering around outside, but the gifts they bought were placed on the table.
Edward looked at the labels of wife cakes and egg tarts on the paper bag and accepted the items with peace of mind, intending to give them to the children as a snack during dinner.
But as soon as he picked up the paper bag, he immediately felt that the weight was wrong, and looked at Yin Zhaotang with a suspicious expression. He found that Yin Zhaotang was still concentrating on playing ball with Jiahui, and there was no special emotion on his face, so he opened the paper box containing the wife cakes.
There was a roll of Hong Kong dollars on top of each grid of wife cakes in the paper box, and two rolls bounced directly to the ground, making the scene a bit awkward.
Yin Zhaotang helped pick up the money, put it in the box, and said, "Pastor, this is just a small token of our gratitude."
He just asked Danta and Zuoshou and a few others to buy some gifts, something that could be done with a few thousand dollars, but now it is estimated that each of them has spent tens of thousands of dollars.
Others can enjoy the buffet for free when they go to church, why do you have to pay?
What a loser!
"Mr. Yin, don't do this again next time." Pastor Edward said with a stern face and a serious tone.
Yin Zhaotang was angry. He hated to be rejected when giving money. He thought that money was being wasted. Unexpectedly, Pastor Edward changed his words and said, "I can give you a collection account designated by the Anglican Church. It will be a simple matter."
"Ok?"
Yin Zhaotang was very surprised.
Pastor Edward explained seriously: "The Anglican Church has a donation assessment for every clergyman and church, and only the amount from the public account is included in the assessment."
"Mr. Yin, if you must send the brothers to a church school, you might consider donating some money to open a separate class in the church school."
This way, the original students will not be affected and Guan Erye's task of thanking the gods can be completed.
Yin Zhaotang finally understood that issuing a letter of guarantee was free of charge, and the pastor could allow you to do it for free, but to study in a church school, you had to spend more money.
Jesus does not bless freeloaders.
"Excuse me, Reverend, how much does it cost to run a class?"
"One hundred thousand yuan a year, but you can go to night school in the first year, which only costs thirty thousand yuan. When your minions are really willing to study and adapt to school life, you can transfer to full-time regular classes."
Yin Zhaotang pondered and said, "It feels weird to watch the place and kill people during the day and go to night school and pray at night."
"Don't let your money be wasted," Pastor Edward preached.
"Deal!" Yin Zhaotang said.
Among these thirty thugs, less than half were Blue Lanterns picked out from the Mong Kok gang, and the remaining half were Blue Lanterns who had just transferred from outside.
Ah King did do a rough investigation and found that all the thirty people were educated but could not afford it, or were forced to drop out of school because of fighting.
However, they are here with Brother Tang to make money, not to study.
When Yin Zhaotang handed each of them a registration form for the Anglican Night School, the brothers were immediately excited.
"Brother Tang."
“I don’t want to study!”
The rotten spring chicken grumbled.
(End of this chapter)